Being Light

I am light
light as a feather
and as bright as a peacock's

I shine
this world is mine
I live in this one
not in the next
but I can imagine
and if I want to
ten thousand more

Being light is a dance
of balance and dreams
thought and emotion
woven together
without break, without seams

I am my own equilibrium
my own balance, my own light

Feet planted on my own foundation
I am a fool, I am folly
at times
but I do not mind as--

I am right
right with the world
and as high as a mountain

I am joy
enjoy my sight
I'm free, and free for the taking

Sing who you are
as I sing who I am
If you need me
just sing from your peak to mine

Words might be lost in the wind

I feel, I dance
I revel in the sight
of the world

All this is right
right as the weather
and the stars in the heavens

I wrote this poem over 20 years ago.